Older Trekkies may suffer here from sensory overload. The '60s Star Trek was marked by civility and lucidity; now we have CG and video games, and the franchise has evolved the same way the Bond movies have. This new film is to the original what Quantum of Solace is to You Only Live Twice; an episode like "The Devil in the Dark," with McCoy ("Dammit, I'm a doctor, not a bricklayer") troweling on the cement to heal a wounded Horta, seems almost quaint. You could carp about the plot: it's a stretch to get Kirk into the captain's chair, and the appearance of Old Spock in a cave on the snowy waste planet Delta Vega seems improbably providential (or maybe it's a reference to the 1969 Mariette Hartley episode "All Our Yesterdays"). And there's that trademark (and bad) Gene Roddenberry moment where the camera goes ga-ga over the Enterprise while the soundtrack soars in cosmic majesty. At the end, though, it's the familiar theme we hear, and Old Spock's voice taking up the familiar refrain, with a crucial difference: "Its continuing mission. . . ." He's right: this Star Trek will be exploring the cinematic universe for many years to come.